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Authors: Michael Buckley
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"Snow's down the hall," he said, pointing. "Have fun!"
The children walked the way Mirror had pointed and soon found the gorgeous teacher waiting for them near the rooms that held magical hats and "Tooth Fairy Teeth." Snow wore a white robe like the girls', but with a black belt wrapped around her waist. She had her long dark hair tied up in a bun and was barefoot. "Hello, children," she said, bowing.
"Hello, sensei," Sabrina and Daphne said together as they bowed back to her. Puck, however, was picking his nose.
"Tonight we are going to continue to work on our blocking," Ms. White said.
Puck let out an exasperated groan. "Again! When are we going to learn to punch someone in the face?"
Snow White sighed. "Puck, I told you when you asked to join the girls' training sessions that martial arts are not about attack. They're about defense."
"Well, I'm starting my own martial art then," he said. "It's called Puck-fu and there's only one move you need to learn--the knuckle sandwich."
"Well, I wish you luck with that, but Mrs. Grimm and I feel that the girls should learn to defend themselves against attackers," Ms. White said. "Now, everyone, let's get into our defensive stance."
Ms. White moved among the group, throwing training punches that allowed the children to block her attacks with ease. As the night rolled on, the attacks became more forceful. They worked on closehanded and openhanded blocks, how to step aside to avoid a punch, and how to use their own wrists to stop an assault. Ms. White was a patient teacher, though Sabrina could tell she was a bit preoccupied. She knew that Charming's disappearance was weighing heavy on Ms. White's heart. Sabrina wanted to reach out to her, but what could she say? She certainly felt sympathy for Snow's worries and broken heart, but Charming was a jerk. He had never done anything that wasn't in his own interest. He'd only ever helped the Grimms to impress Ms. White or to advance his own career. Sabrina wondered what the teacher even saw in the pompous blowhard. Sure, he was breathtakingly handsome, but once he opened his mouth he turned into a first-class lout. Still, she felt she should say something. "He'll turn up," she said softly.
Ms. White looked as if she were fighting back tears. "I hope so," she whispered, then told the children she would see them in a couple of days for their next class. The girls walked with her out of the Hall of Wonders, downstairs, and then outside, waving when her car pulled out of the driveway.
Sabrina closed the door and went to the dining room where Puck was wolfing down some kind of soup. There was a note on the table from Granny explaining that she had gone to bed early, that Mr. Canis was in his room, and that Uncle Jake had gone out for the night. She advised the children to have as much soup as they wanted and then to get to work researching tiny people and any small animals that might be capable of stealing magical items. Sabrina was dumbfounded. After their run-in with Nottingham and the news of the tax assessment she had completely forgotten they were even involved in a mystery.
"She must be worried," Daphne said as she peered into the pot. "There's nothing purple in the food."
Sabrina poured some soup into a bowl for her sister and then did the same for herself. Then they sat with Puck, who, after several threats, surrendered a few of the rolls he had been hoarding.
"You better be nice to me, piggy," Puck said with a mouthful of soup. "When you two are homeless, you're going to want to live with me in the forest and I'm not going to let just anyone live in my forest!"
"Are we really going to be homeless?" Daphne asked.
"No!" Sabrina said.
"Don't lie to her," Puck chimed in. "Things are bleak, marsh-mallow. If I were you, I'd eat as much of this soup as you can. It might be the last meal you get for a long time. Hoboes have to eat out of garbage cans and beg for crusts of bread in the street."
"I don't want to be a
"Snow's down the hall," he said, pointing. "Have fun!"
The children walked the way Mirror had pointed and soon found the gorgeous teacher waiting for them near the rooms that held magical hats and "Tooth Fairy Teeth." Snow wore a white robe like the girls', but with a black belt wrapped around her waist. She had her long dark hair tied up in a bun and was barefoot. "Hello, children," she said, bowing.
"Hello, sensei," Sabrina and Daphne said together as they bowed back to her. Puck, however, was picking his nose.
"Tonight we are going to continue to work on our blocking," Ms. White said.
Puck let out an exasperated groan. "Again! When are we going to learn to punch someone in the face?"
Snow White sighed. "Puck, I told you when you asked to join the girls' training sessions that martial arts are not about attack. They're about defense."
"Well, I'm starting my own martial art then," he said. "It's called Puck-fu and there's only one move you need to learn--the knuckle sandwich."
"Well, I wish you luck with that, but Mrs. Grimm and I feel that the girls should learn to defend themselves against attackers," Ms. White said. "Now, everyone, let's get into our defensive stance."
Ms. White moved among the group, throwing training punches that allowed the children to block her attacks with ease. As the night rolled on, the attacks became more forceful. They worked on closehanded and openhanded blocks, how to step aside to avoid a punch, and how to use their own wrists to stop an assault. Ms. White was a patient teacher, though Sabrina could tell she was a bit preoccupied. She knew that Charming's disappearance was weighing heavy on Ms. White's heart. Sabrina wanted to reach out to her, but what could she say? She certainly felt sympathy for Snow's worries and broken heart, but Charming was a jerk. He had never done anything that wasn't in his own interest. He'd only ever helped the Grimms to impress Ms. White or to advance his own career. Sabrina wondered what the teacher even saw in the pompous blowhard. Sure, he was breathtakingly handsome, but once he opened his mouth he turned into a first-class lout. Still, she felt she should say something. "He'll turn up," she said softly.
Ms. White looked as if she were fighting back tears. "I hope so," she whispered, then told the children she would see them in a couple of days for their next class. The girls walked with her out of the Hall of Wonders, downstairs, and then outside, waving when her car pulled out of the driveway.
Sabrina closed the door and went to the dining room where Puck was wolfing down some kind of soup. There was a note on the table from Granny explaining that she had gone to bed early, that Mr. Canis was in his room, and that Uncle Jake had gone out for the night. She advised the children to have as much soup as they wanted and then to get to work researching tiny people and any small animals that might be capable of stealing magical items. Sabrina was dumbfounded. After their run-in with Nottingham and the news of the tax assessment she had completely forgotten they were even involved in a mystery.
"She must be worried," Daphne said as she peered into the pot. "There's nothing purple in the food."
Sabrina poured some soup into a bowl for her sister and then did the same for herself. Then they sat with Puck, who, after several threats, surrendered a few of the rolls he had been hoarding.
"You better be nice to me, piggy," Puck said with a mouthful of soup. "When you two are homeless, you're going to want to live with me in the forest and I'm not going to let just anyone live in my forest!"
"Are we really going to be homeless?" Daphne asked.
"No!" Sabrina said.
"Don't lie to her," Puck chimed in. "Things are bleak, marsh-mallow. If I were you, I'd eat as much of this soup as you can. It might be the last meal you get for a long time. Hoboes have to eat out of garbage cans and beg for crusts of bread in the street."
"I don't want to be a
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